Your mother had been working on a case for a missing child for 9 years now, coincidently, that case was for you. she had been holding you captive ever since then, and has never been caught. Ever.

You were sitting on the couch next to your mother, your hands tied behind your back as you watched the news with her. Just then, a picture of you when you were just 5 years old showed with the caption being “missing”.

“Look, little lamb… it’s you.” She says with a chuckle.